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A rough strip search in prison

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Lifetime “gangsters” really think they are working in the service of crime. This guy is so set in his bent ways that he has no idea how normal people behave. There is a whole pecking order in prison that guys like him adhere to and think everyone else should obey too. It all comes crashing down of course when a young prison officer takes offence at their cocky ways and the lag finds himself dragged off, stripped entirely naked and thoroughly knocked about and has his dick and hairy arsehole fully exposed! That’ll teach him!

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Double Trouble – Part 02

By Peter B. and Art Intelli

Chapter Two: Induction

The compound wasn’t on any map. Surrounded by rusted fencing and tall mesquite trees, it sat like a secret in the heart of nowhere—half ranch, half fortress. The main building looked like a converted barn, only the reinforced doors and surveillance cameras hinted at its true purpose.

Peter stumbled up the steps between the twins, their huge hands still gripping his arms. The door creaked open, and the blast of cool, conditioned air hit his sweat-slicked skin like a slap. Inside was a stark, dimly lit room lined with metal lockers and pegboard walls hung with restraints, batons, coils of rope, and iron collars thick as wrists. A worn leather barber chair sat at the center beneath a spotlight, its chrome arms fitted with heavy straps.

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Naked in front of uniformed collections officers

At CMNM.net, the cleaner grits his teeth in shock as the officers take turns ramming their way into his tight anal cavity.

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The uniformed men egg each other on, stretching his sphincter wider and using more fingers. Mr. McGuire has had it, but he’s quickly put in his place with statements of fact about his perilous position. Now that these indebted men are stark naked, the collectors are high on their power and take full advantage doing whatever filthy things they want.

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Check out the beefy hairy ass on this tattooed naked prisoner

At Strip Search Hell, a sadistic guard takes real delight in cruelly mocking this beefy naked prisoner.

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The tough criminal does his best to comply and obediently spreads his arse cheeks while he’s hosed down. He clenches his fists as the onslaught of freezing cold water hits him. It’s sexual embarrassment and physical discipline like this that allows the guards to maintain their absolute authority in a prison filled with physically dangerous muscular thugs.

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Clothed male naked male: Criminal Fraser is full of fight and spunk

Criminal Fraser is full of fight and spunk at CMNM Even after the officers wrestle him to the ground and yank his clothes off revealing his fit hairy body the young offender still talks back. Completely overpowered by the uniformed constables his cock and ass are given a full inspection. All the rough-housing soon shows as his skin blushes red and the masculine hunk sweats from the strain of being held down.

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The Pit’s Grip – Part 03

Chapter 3: The Pit’s Blade

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By Restrained4U

The room hung heavy with Marcus’s words, air unsteady.

Jamie’s mutter and Leo’s strain echoed, swallowed by the pit. Ryan stayed pinned, head low, clamps biting, weight tugging, tags a faint glint.

Marcus slid the bag to Jamie, staring hard. “Your go, pig-boy – add a weight, then draw.”

Jamie grabbed the weight, stepping to Ryan, breath shaky. Ryan’s chest heaved, ragged. “Lookin’ rough, jarhead – pit’s got you,” Jamie taunted, hooking the weight – clink – yanking a shudder.

Ryan growled, “Fuck you,” as Jamie brushed his sweaty abs, licking his fingers slow, eyes locked, lust warring with bravado.

He drew a card, voice cracking, “Wrists cuffed – hoist ‘em up, shred your threads, or offer flesh as tribute.” He dropped it – LIFT OR LOSE – freezing, eyes flicking up, then to Marcus.

Marcus leaned forward, his gaze unyielding. “Up you go, pig-boy – the pit’s claiming its due,” he ordered, voice a low, authoritative rumble. “Maybe you’d rather taste a punishment instead,” he taunted, his tone sharp and biting as he picked up the blood-red punishment bag from the table, dangling it with a slow sway.

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